2 Hell pt. 2

As soon as she came she left. It was a quick interaction but one that would forever be imprinted on my mind.

...

An hour later I had finally broken out of my trance and had tried several times to remove my new accessories. But as fate would have it when I tried to remove my collar I would be shocked and shockingly the ears of course had become an actual part of me.

Thankfully with my current appearance it actually kind of looked good.

But that is not all. As fate would have it, as soon as they touched my skin a flood of information entered my mind and I could turn my new body parts into weapons. They kinda looked like laser pointers you would use to mess around with your cat but in actuality they were dangerous laser weapon prototypes that could cut through pretty much anything.

'Note to self, never use these when playing with a cat.'

Little did I know I would never want to go near a cat within the near future.

...

Two weeks have passed since the angel came by and I'm finally able to move around a bit. I have a sneaking suspicion that my new body parts had a part in my fast recovery.

"Ah, I totally forgot! What is the current date."

The nurse next to me who had been placed there to monitor me had clearly had enough of my shenanigans; answered, "the date is the fifth of September, 1946."

"Wait WHAT!? Isn't that right after world war 2? Then how come I was blown the he'll up!? Also why is everything so advanced!?"

"Well to answer your first question I have no clue what a world war 2 is and we are currently fighting a two front war. Also they do have quite the tough skin so we would obviously have to push our technology forward."

"With who?"

"With the undead of course."

She starts to head to the door before seemingly remembering something, "Your owner is going to drop by and pick you up today."

During my time here at the hospital one of this nurses favorite pastimes was to rub in the fact that I had an "owner". Whenever she did this I would get super pissed but I knew she only did it to get under my skin so I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of my reaction. In turn I would like to say, "You're just jealous mine is sexy."

When I did this her face would go red and she'd stomp off.

"Fufufu I just can't get enough of that reaction."

"Such a bad doggie, picking on others is not nice at all. I guess I'll just have to punish you later."

A creepy smile could be seen creeping along the face of the one who holds the title "owner".

I feel a chill run down my spine as the words leave her mouth.

"Oh~, you are quite the naughty puppy! You don't even greet your master when she gets back from such a long time."

Before realizing what's going on my body rushes over to the woman and starts to rub as much of myself onto her as possible while licking her cheek like a dog?

'I seriously think those ears did something to me' I thought to myself as my body continued to act as if it were an overly excited puppy.

"Down girl, down" she chuckles.

My body reacts instantly and I'm already off of her and panting like a dog.

'Gah! Body stooooooopp you're embarrassing me. Stooooooooooooooooooppppp!!!! Why won't you listen to me!!! Someone help! She's obviously done something to me without consent!! This is a breach of basic human rights!!!'

For the next hour I was pampered and treated like a dog before I finally gave up on trying to resist.

"Oh~, such a poor thing what have they done to you" said the sexy woman while caressing the eyepatch over my left eye that I personally customized. I personally think it's bad ass and no matter what she says I refuse to take it off. Even if she miraculously heals my eye I will just gouge it out again so I can be the most bad ass out of the bad asses out there.

Seemingly sensing my feelings she relented, "oh fine but if you ever change your mind just ask. I can also heal those scars of yours too."

I also felt displeasure at this as scars are also extremely bad ass it not only shows that you came out alive, it also shows that you had some fun while doing it.[1]

"Ha~ fine" she resigned, "now let's get going you have quite a lot of training to do."

True enough I would be training for the next five years to use every combat technique ever. Though this body previously belonged to a soldier it was not as hard but the human body is simply not meant to perfect this man fighting techniques in just five years.

And to make things worse if I didn't master something within a certain amount of time then I would be punished. This of course was me being ignored by my "owner", it felt like I had been shot several times in the chest of course I hadn't literally been shot but to my dismay it was equally emotionally crippling.

'Damn these ears and all that's come with them! I'm even starting to sprout a tail! A tail for god sakes! Thankfully it's the same chestnut brown as my hair otherwise I would probably have committed suicide, imagine having pink ears and brown hair. Now that was something I am not willing to try.'

"Ug-mmmm!?"

It seems while I was silently crying to myself the one and only true beauty snuck up on me. I was brought into a passionate and extensive kiss that only ended when I was about to suffocate.

"Guess what" I tilted my head questioningly and she continued, "I found that complete buffoon that hurt my beautiful little puppy and now he is being sentenced to death for attempted murder."

By now I had grown used to her shenanigans and this had been the 30th time she's to told me this. Who knows how many innocent blokes she sentenced to either death or life imprisonment. So if you were me at this point in time you would be quite skeptical too.

Apparently it had shown on my face and she pouted cutely before using her usual argument.

"I'm certain this time I promise. Oh before I forget you have your first mission tomorrow. Some punk ass organization decided to fuck with the militaries supply line and you along with a couple of other people are going to wipe them out."

It was quite amazing how she could swear like that while still having such an innocent smile but there was nothing I could do about it.